Then Hircan took up the discourse and said--

“Those, madam, who have read the Holy Scriptures, as I believe we all

have done, will acknowledge that what you have said is true. You must,

however, consider that we are not yet so mortified that we have not need

of some pastime and bodily exercise. When we are at home we have the

chase and hawking, which cause us to lay aside a thousand foolish

thoughts, and the ladies have their household cares, their work, and

sometimes the dance, in all which they find honourable exercise. So,

speaking on behalf of the men, I propose that you, who are the oldest,

read to us in the morning about the life that was led by Our Lord Jesus

Christ and the great and wonderful works that He did for us; and that

between dinner and vespers we choose some pastime that shall be pleasant

to the body and yet not hurtful to the soul. In this way we shall pass

the day cheerfully.”

The Lady Oisille replied that she had been at pains to forget every

description of worldly vanity, and she therefore feared that she should

succeed but ill in the choice of such an entertainment. The matter must

be decided by the majority of opinions, and she begged Hircan to set

forth his own first.

“For my part,” said he, “if I thought that the pastime I should choose

would be as agreeable to the company as to myself, my opinion would soon

be given. For the present, however, I withhold it, and will abide by

what the rest shall say.”

His wife Parlamente, thinking he referred to her, began to blush, and,

half in anger and half laughing, replied--

“Perhaps, Hircan, she who you think would find it most dull might

readily find means of compensation had she a mind for it. But let us

leave aside a pastime in which only two can share, and speak of one that

shall be common to all.”

“Since my wife has understood the meaning of my words so well,” said

Hircan to all the ladies, “and a private pastime is not to her liking, I

think she will be better able than any one else to name one that all

may enjoy; and I herewith give in to her opinion, having no other of my

own.”

To this all the company agreed.

Parlamente, perceiving that it had fallen to her to decide, spoke as

follows--

“Did I find myself as capable as the ancients who invented the arts, I

should devise some sport or pastime in fulfilment of the charge you

lay upon me. But knowing as I do my knowledge and capacity, which are

scarcely able to recall the worthy performances of others, I shall think

myself happy if I can follow closely such as have already satisfied your

request. Among the rest, I think there is not one of you who has not

read the Hundred Tales of Boccaccio, (11) lately translated from the

Italian into French. So highly were these thought of by King Francis,

first of that name, Monseigneur the Dauphin, (12) Madame the Dauphiness,

and Madame Margaret, that could Boccaccio have only heard them from the

place where he lay, the praise of such illustrious persons would have

raised him from the dead.

11 Margaret here alludes to the French translation of the

_Decameron_ made by her secretary, Anthony le Maçon, and

first issued in Paris in 1545. Messrs. De Lincy and

Montaiglon accordingly think that the prologue of the

_Heptameron_ was written subsequently to that date; but M.

Dillaye states that Le Maçon’s translation was circulated at

Court in manuscript long before it was printed. This

contention is in some measure borne out by Le Maçon’s

dedication to Margaret, of which the more interesting

passages are given in the Appendix to this volume (A).--ED.

12 The Dauphin here mentioned is Francis I.’s second son,

who subsequently reigned as Henry II. He became Dauphin by

the death of his elder brother on August 10, 1536. The

Dauphiness is Catherine de’ Medici, the wife of Henry, whom

he married in 1533; whilst Madame Margaret, according to M.

de Montaiglon, is the Queen of Navarre herself, she being

usually called by that name at her brother’s Court. M.

Dillaye, who is of a different opinion, maintains that the

Queen would not write so eulogistically of herself, and that

she evidently refers to her brother’s daughter, Margaret de

Berry, born in 1523, and married to the Duke of Savoy.--Ed.

Now I heard not long since that the two ladies I have mentioned,

together with several others of the Court, determined to do like

Boccaccio, with, however, one exception--they would not write any

story that was not a true one. And the said ladies, and Monseigneur the

Dauphin with them, undertook to tell ten stories each, and to assemble

in all ten persons, from among those whom they thought the most capable

of relating something. Such as had studied and were people of letters

were excepted, for Monseigneur the Dauphin would not allow of their art

being brought in, fearing lest the flowers of rhetoric should in some

wise prove injurious to the truth of the tales. But the weighty affairs

in which the King had engaged, the peace between him and the King of

England, the bringing to bed of the Dauphiness,(13) and many other

matters of a nature to engross the whole Court, caused the enterprise to

be entirely forgotten.

13 The confinement mentioned here is that of Catherine de

Medici, who, after remaining childless during ten years of

wedlock, gave birth to a son, afterwards Francis II., in

January 1543. The peace previously spoken of would appear to

be that signed at Crespy in September 1544. Both M. de

Montaiglon and M. Dillaye are of opinion, however, that a

word or two is deficient in the MS., and that Margaret

intended to imply the rupture of peace in 1543, when Henry

VIII. allied himself with the Emperor Charles V. against

Francis I.--Ed.

By reason, however, of our now great leisure, it can be accomplished in

ten days, whilst we wait for our bridge to be finished. If it so pleased

you, we might go every day from noon till four of the clock into yonder

pleasant meadow beside the river Gave. The trees there are so leafy that

the sun can neither penetrate the shade nor change the coolness to heat.

Sitting there at our ease, we might each one tell a story of something

we have ourselves seen, or heard related by one worthy of belief. At

the end of ten days we shall have completed the hundred,(14) and if

God wills it that our work be found worthy in the eyes of the lords and

ladies I have mentioned, we will on our return from this journey present

them with it, in lieu of images and paternosters,(15) and feeling

assured that they will hold this to be a more pleasing gift. If,

however, any one can devise some plan more agreeable than mine, I will

fall in with his opinion.”

14 This passage plainly indicates that the Queen meant to

pen a Decameron.--Ed.

15 This is an allusion to the holy images, medals, and

chaplets which people brought back with them from

pilgrimages.--B. J.

All the company replied that it was not possible to give better advice,

and that they awaited the morning in impatience, in order to begin.

Thus they spent that day joyously, reminding one another of what they

had seen in their time. As soon as the morning was come they went to

the room of Madame Oisille, whom they found already at her prayers. They

listened to her reading for a full hour, then piously heard mass, and

afterwards went to dinner at ten o’clock.(16)

16 At that period ten o’clock was the Court dinner-hour.

Fifty years earlier people used to dine at eight in the

morning. Louis XII., however, changed the hour of his meals

to suit his wife, Mary of England, who had been accustomed

to dine at noon.--B. J.

After dinner each one withdrew to his chamber, and did what he had to

do. According to their plan, at noon they failed not to return to the

meadow, which was so fair and pleasant that it would need a Boccaccio

to describe it as it really was; suffice to say that a fairer was never

seen.

When the company were all seated on the green grass, which was so

fine and soft that they needed neither cushion nor carpet, Simontault

commenced by saying--

“Which of us shall begin before the others?”

“Since you were the first to speak,” replied Hircan, “’tis reasonable

that you should rule us; for in sport we are all equal.”

“Would to God,” said Simontault, “I had no worse fortune in this world

than to be able to rule all the company present.”

On hearing this Parlamente, who well knew what it meant, began to

cough. Hircan, therefore, did not perceive the colour that came into her

cheeks, but told Simontault to begin, which he did as presently follows.

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